Thy Grace-(To Ritu Didi) Poem by Prabir Gayen

- Thy Grace-
From a tiny bud thou
hast made me an ocean,
Thy grace spreads my entire self,
Thy pleasure beyond expression.

From a dying ego
To the zenith of joy
Thou overflow my stupid self
To sapid spirit.

Oh divine grace!
Thou spread all over
From tip of grass to mighty storm.

The infinity doth dwell
From flower to the Moon,
From flying butterfly to orient Sun,
In dewy sprout smiles.

The coolness of mind
Meets thy warm eyes,
Love oozes toembrace
All that is Diablerie.

I see thee and thy love
In every manifest form
Smiling with face full of taste
To hold me back in mayhem.

I see thee with eyes closed
The boon of my master's grace
In shade and stain
To wait for me to have a place.

Oh soul divine!
Thou art my unseen dream
In the soil of life thou art space
Full of stars to bless with light.

Heart of mine vibrates
With thought close and matey
With thine Precedence in inner space
Waves to unfelt state the silent nimbleness.